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From: Joby <Joby@dirtybuffalo.com>
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Subject: {ASSM} Homeland 2020.2 - Opposition (masturbation oral rape murder)
Date: Sat, 30 Nov 2002 22:10:05 -0500
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This story contains sexual acts.   It is intended for adult reading 
pleasure.

Feedback is always welcome...
joby@dirtybuffalo.com




Homeland 2020.2 (Opposition)

After a year of bombs and several years of dying, the world population 
settled at just under 400,000.  Everyone now lives in The New United States 
(formerly Canada).  

There are no more Arabs.
There are no Asians, Indians and very few blacks.
There are absolutely no former Canadians - they were all slaughtered when 
the US Pioneer Project of the Homeland Security Force invaded and took the 
needed new homeland.

Eight years ago, the world was cleansed by 80% of the sickly, old and 
disabled...and of course -- all healthy Canadians!

Now, is a time of peace - or else!  All activity is monitored.  Everyone is 
watched by everyone else.  Everyone "volunteers" an hour a day to watch an 
assigned person.  Every watcher is also watched.

---


Danny C

     Someday they will catch me.  Not because they are smart, but because 
I'll have made a mistake.  In the past 10 years, I have made a few - but I 
have always managed to luck out.  Luck isn't enough and skill fades with 
age.   We all age and I feel it each and every day.

     The apartment I live in used to belong to the man whose ID chip is 
embedded in my arm.  His name was John Smitty.  I killed him.  He wasn't a 
nice person and had caused many deaths - which means that we weren't all 
that different.  But I could always justify my killings.



Cathy

     Sometimes I think about the old days and the truth.  Then, I teach the 
school kids whatever new history is in the textbook.  The key is to never 
try to explain too much of history and never answer a question with a firm 
answer.  Of course, ALWAYS speak of George W. Bush and Queen Laura as if 
they were perfect and all their actions were always perfect.  Teachers who 
have not done so have been transferred to other schools.  This is the only 
school in the New United States and the New United States is the only 
country left on earth.  So, being transferred is not a move up - more 
likely a move 6 feet under.  

     Reading the latest textbook, I noticed that The United States had now 
always been in the same location.  I also noted that the "revised" map of 
the world no longer showed anything but the United States.  The population 
of the world had always hovered at 400,000.  Very neat!

     I turned on my Homeland Monitor and watched a man in his home reading 
a book.  Only textbooks and material published by the government are 
allowed to exist.  This appeared to be a worn copy of Catcher In The Rye.  
I know it's a test.  I pulled out a 200 form and reported it.  In my mind, 
I knew that this scene was not real - no one would be that stupid.



Patsy

     I keep my mouth shut when my son comes home from school and tells me 
what he has learned.  Most of it is lies and the rest is sex.  The 
government wants the youth to be obsessed with sex and think of little else 
- it keeps them in control.  Everything they are exposed to now involves 
sex and there are no laws against sexual acts.  The Homeland Monitor 
doesn't help.  It seems that the children are exposed to sex acts everytime 
they watch their mandatory hour of patriotic viewing. They also receive 
special rewards for turning in the older generation.  A dwindling 
generation.  Looking around, it seems that 70% of the population is 20 
years old and under.  Soon, no one will remember what really happened in 
the last 17 years!  They will just know the lies they were taught and they 
will conform out of habit.

     Timmy had just left for a date and probably wouldn't come home 
tonight.  He had watched his assignment and had filled out a 200 report.  
He seems to fill out one every day.  He had already earned a motorbike this 
year and gasoline credits.  He must be hoping for a government job with 
Homeland Security.  I expect he'll move out by the time he's 15 and then I 
will be just another older person who will serve no purpose and will 
conveniently disappear!

     I turned on the Homeland Monitor and waited for the click.  Recently 
all I saw was sex and today was not much different from yesterday.  Two 
young men were forcing oral sex on a young woman - nothing reportable 
there.  Yesterday had been two different young men forcing oral sex on 
another young man.  It used to be called rape and it used to be a heinous 
crime.  A few years ago, a new definition came out for rape.  Rape - a fun 
game of sex and wrestling!  Then came the billboards...Enjoy rape with your 
friends or meet new friends & Rape - Just Do It!

     I watched as the two young men exploded semen all over the face of the 
crying young woman.  I nearly cried myself as I picked up a 200 form and 
reported her for not enjoying it.  I held back the tears and removed my 
lower clothing and began to masturbate.  It was expected after something 
like this and anyone watching me would turn me in for not enjoying myself.



Donald

     I notice that there aren't any people over 50 years old anymore - 
except Queen Laura.  Of course, we celebrate her 37th birthday every year 
and I suppose not too many people think about it.  "Or else", the catch 
phrase of the last decade is even fading - it isn't needed anymore.
All the people who defied the government or spoke up are no longer with us.

     I watched the woman Patsy while she pleased herself and as always 
wondered if people our age are 'acting' on the monitors - we certainly 
weren't raised this way.  I took my penis from my pants and began stroking 
it.  I had to shake it and imagine a scene from my past just to get it 
hard.  The scene on the Homeland Monitor did nothing for me...but I felt 
compelled to go through the motions.  Anyone watching would think I was 
drooling over Patsy.  Instead, my mind was on my late wife.  I shot my wad 
into her although in reality it just hit the wall.  I continued to watch 
the scene on my Monitor and noticed that Patsy wasn't even getting wet down 
there.

     I hoped this wasn't a test because I didn't write it up.  I could 
always claim that I thought it was due to her age.



Mike

     I hate old people.  I watch them everyday on the Homeland Monitor and 
I always try to find reasons to turn them in.  If all of my generation 
would just do this, soon it would just be us! And I truly enjoy watching 
girls my own age naked.  Today, it was an older guy named Donald beating 
his meat while watching an old bag play with herself.  He seemed into it.  
I watched intently and could not find a reason to write him up...damn!

     When the monitor clicked off, I went outside to play rape with some 
new girls who just moved into our project.  Freddie joined me and we put 
bags over the girl's heads.  Not to conceal our identities, but because 
they were ugly.  Neither had facial piercings - their parents should be 
turned in for that.  And I would!  Nothing beats a tongue ring sliding up 
and down the side of your dick when you are inside a new young mouth.  
Instead, I hammered away at her tight dry cunt.

     Freddie had to kick his girl to get her to beg him to rape harder and 
faster.  Mine seemed to know the drill.

     "Harder baby, faster baby - give me all your seed!"  she screamed.

     Freddie's woman just screamed and he stopped raping her and just 
kicked her until she stopped.  That took awhile and then she was too quiet.

     "I think the bitch died on me," said Freddie.

     Mine screamed, "Do me!!!"  And my buddy did!   As we were leaving, we 
saw the other girl move a little.  Freddie was just too worn out to kick 
her again.

     So, I kicked her and kicked her and kicked her...



Clara

     I watched Lucy undress after work as I had done nearly every day this 
week.  Something wasn't right about that - the Homeland Monitor was 
supposed to view different locations every time.  I didn't care, I was in 
love with Lucy.  She had the brownest skin of any white woman in the New 
US.  And straight dark hair that reached down to nearly touch her ass.  A 
very shapely brown ass. She tossed her clothes in the bathroom hamper and 
sat down on the toilet to pee.  At that point, I wished these Monitors had 
sound - so I could hear her flow hit the inside of the toilet unit.  
Instead, I settled for being able to see the yellow flow from her.  I loved 
the placement of the Homeland cameras.

     I had my hand inside my panties and I could feel the juices flowing 
down my legs inside my new EasyRape jeans.  I flicked my clit while I 
watched Lucy soap herself.  Then, something out of the ordinary happened.  
Her brother Leo walked into the bathroom naked and joined her in the 
shower. He took the soap and started soaping the ass that I had just been 
admiring.  I wasn't into him, but could picture myself in his place.  

     Lucy turned around and sank down to her knees and began to lick her 
brother's balls.  He had a very thick 7 inch prick and he and his prick 
were in heaven!  She took one of her brother's balls into her mouth and he 
placed his hands on the top of her head.  I could see his pleasure
building.  He reached over and turned off the water.  I knew he was about 
to cum.  Lucy placed a donor bag over his dick and then continued to chew 
his balls.  I watched as she spit on her finger and shoved it deep into 
Leo's ass.  He exploded and cum gushed into the bag.  There seemed to be 
much more than I thought a male could produce nearly a 1/4 cup!  Lucy 
sealed the bag and proceeded to lick her brother clean.

     They stood and walked hand in hand into the bedroom...click...

     "Shit!"  I wanted to see more.  I had cum twice and knew I still had 
at least one more orgasm left in me.  I peeled off my wet EasyRape Jeans 
and brought myself off for the third time while imaging my mouth on Lucy's 
wet pussy.  I gushed a stream of cunt juice and then got up to shower.



Rosey

     Just another old clit-flicker.  I had hoped to see a  guy jerking off.  
Yesterday it was a weird view of a young man named Lee dancing and jerking 
off on an old stained dress.  The dress had looked like it had received the 
same treatment many times from Lee.  

     It appeared that in her excitement, the subject Clara must have peed 
herself.  No woman gushed that much fluid.  I sat and watched indifferently 
while I sucked on a SemenPop candy.  When this scene clicked off, I would 
go out and try to get raped.



Bobby

     I'm getting scared.  I think people hate me because I'm black.  Two 
homeland officers showed up at my cuberoom last week and gave me a warning 
for being violent.  I ain't never hit or hurt no one!  Since I'm black, I 
can't even go out and enjoy Rape - America's Favorite Pastime!  

     I almost smacked my fist on the table, but then realized that someone 
would see me and turn me in - which most likely is what already had 
happened!  I can't fuckin' win!

     My Homeland Monitor clicked on by itself, it was an older unit that 
did that.  Now, you were required to turn it on yourself -- that was deemed 
more patriotic!   The scene was very different today.  Usually, you watch 
people in their homes...while they watch other people.
For some reason, probably 'cause I'm black - I seem to see alot of people 
taking dumps and wiping their asses.  This was different.  An outdoor 
scene.

     I watched as men in Homeland Security uniforms lined people up against 
a wall and shot them. Six people in all.  Three were old and white and 
three were black and about my age.  One, I knew from school - his name was 
Davis.  They blew his head off.  I secretly wondered if it had anything to 
do with his missing a freeshot during the basketball finals.  

     All six were dead and the camera panned back and forth.  I watched as 
their bowels let loose as always happens in death.  I couldn't not watch - 
it wasn't allowed!  Sixty minutes of viewing
what I knew must be another warning...



Mark

     I turned in 74 people so far this year.  As a reward, tonight I was 
getting to view the shower room at the local YWHA just before ladies swim.  
I clicked on and waited and sure enough...I saw the lockers and shower on a 
split screen.  I had earned a split screen feature after I turned in my 
50th person.

     Two ladies came into view and I watched as they removed their coats 
and then their t-shirts.  Neither wore a bra (only older women do) and I 
saw beautiful titties and hard nipples.  My dick sprang to life as I 
watched them slid down their tight EasyRape jeans.  Only their panties 
remained.  I focused on the view of these women, even though more entered 
the locker room and also began disrobing.  Their skin was so flawlessly 
perfect that I wished I could reach through the screen and touch them.  
They appeared to be sisters or cousins as their features were so similar.  
In the background, I saw my mother undressing.  Her big fat white ass came 
into view.

     "What the fuck is she doing there?"  I said outloud to myself.  The 
two girls had shed their panties and entered the shower area.  I could tell 
they were giggling and enjoying themelves and I wished I could join them 
for Tuesday Ladies Nude Swim - but it wasn't allowed.

     Mom came into view and my view of the 2 pretty women was obscenely 
blocked by her big fat ass and now a view of her soaping up her hairy cunt.  
Her giant tits hung down from her 300 pound body and my dick was now limp 
in my hand.

     The pretty women had apparently exited the shower and were probably in 
the pool now.  I'd never see them again!  Mom continued to fill my screen.  
It was almost 15 minutes before the view changed - then all there were were 
shower heads.  The women were gone...



Mia

     They took me last week to a nuthouse.  This was after they beat me and 
fucked me.  I sit in my own urine for hours at a time, too drugged to get 
up to pee.  The attendants fuck me each night or jerk off into my mouth.  
They never stick a dick in my mouth 'cause I'd bite it off!

     Hours ago, Homeland Officers took 3 old people away.  It's happens 
daily and they don't ever come back.  I thought a nuthouse would be full of 
crazy people, but the only ones who seem crazy are the attendants.  
Charlie, is a good example.  When they lift me from this chair to take me 
back to the ward - Charlie will lick the pee from the seat of the chair.  
Charlie is in charge of the other attendants.  He's a Homeland Reserve 
Officer.

     Today, the Homeland Monitor News clicked on.  It's only reminders of 
the everchanging US laws.  They don't report crime like in the old days.  
There was a short speech by Queen Laura.  She is looking old.  She told the 
people that soon the country will have a newspaper and that they should 
write to her if they have questions or problems with the laws or the 
Homeland agency or even with daily problems with their families.  She 
sounded sincere.  She also sounded like she was on the same meds as me.

     It's time to go to sleep and Mister Mike has lifted me up and is 
helping me back to my bed. I can't see if I'm right about Charlie.  Mike 
places me gently on the bed and kisses my cheek.  He unbuttons my gown and 
starts sucking my right breast.  He murmers, "Mommy..."



Eric

     I knew I shouldn't have arranged a meeting with Mary and I knew I 
shouldn't have told her that I did it.  Or, I should say "Larry" as they 
informed me when they arrested me and threw me into Homeland Federal Prison 
- I had been getting blowjobs from a guy!  I couldn't tell!  That wasn't 
the crime, of course - that isn't a crime.  The crime was deliberately 
meeting someone I had seen on a Homeland Monitor.  I'd have 2 years to 
think about it.  Or less, rumors flew in here that no one had ever been 
released from Homeland Federal Prison and thinking back - I had never 
encountered anyone who had served any time.

     In the meantime, Homeland Prison Guards were lining up for their 
nightly pick of inmates so it was time to get myself prettied up!



Danny C

     I followed the Homeland Officers as they took the people from Homeland 
Institute to a field not far away.  I couldn't prevent the deaths, but I 
was able to follow one officer to his home and cut his throat.  Before 
entering his home, I cut his Homeland Monitor inline and outlines.  I used 
the same knife on him.  


Annie

     It was 6AM when I threw back the covers on my bed and began fingering 
my clit as I do every morning.  When I felt my pussy moisten - I shoved my 
fingers into my hole. That got me moaning and licking my lips.  I also like 
to lick my juices off my fingers, but it was the wrong time of the month 
for that.  I could feel my skin blushing as I moved closer to orgasm.  At 
one point, three of my fingers entered my pussy and most likely were 
covered with my menstrual blood.  I got up to shower.  

     There was blood everywhere!  Not mine...someone had nearly beheaded my 
husband.  His head was in the toilet which pissed me off as I had to pee.  
I grabbed a maxipad and headed outdoors.  I squatted and pissed in my front 
yard while two neighbor children watched and several cars drove by.  Then, 
I stuck the pad on to my panties and went back inside to call the police 
over my husband's Homeland Scanner...

Not the beginning of a great day! 
 

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